Camping had spanned more than two-thirds of my life, bringing with it bears, foil dinners and campsites rated on a scale of one to ten, sleeping bags rated by odor from “seasoned” to “ready for burial.” A mountain of mismatched socks survived more adventure than the Lewis and Clark expedition. They never looked the same again.

A  fringe benefit for all campers is memories to last for a lifetime.
Camping had always been my time to meet God in the morning – even before I knew him very well. Over a steaming hot mug and with the smell of hash brown potatoes sizzling in a skillet, I find quiet time with God. Over time, I learned that I don’t have to be camping to meet him in the morning.

Nor do you. Whether at home, a hotel, a friend’s, or on a break at work, through all of your mornings and experiences, you will find God is ready to share time with you.

It’s easy to visualize his creation when observing it around a fire. When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him? Psalm 8:3-4 [NIV] Mindful of us? Yes. He keeps us in his thouhts.

God showed his care for me when danger was so real I could touch it, when an angel in a hard hat helped our family travel home, and when a Canadian camper showed hospitality to our wet Arizona family. When a raft trip in wild Alaska went awry with a disabled raft, three of us had a choice: to row to the take-out point on a watercraft as flat as a pancake or walk on the water. Psalm 22:4-5 records the promise: In you our fathers put their trust; they trusted and you delivered them. They cried to you and were saved; in you they trusted and were not disappointed. [NIV] God’s answer for our group was in sending the ranger with his gas-powered boat to rescue us.

When preparing to pack for a camping trip, I searched until I found the dusty “kitchen box.” I expected scratched pans and dishes, only to discover I had forgotten about buying new speckled enamelware and pans. They had been waiting for my attention.

This is just like God waiting patiently as we turn off all technical do-dads to focus just on him. God is waiting for our attention.  Where will you meet him in the morning?

[Jo Russell is a Christian teacher, speaker, author of many articles, contributor to several anthologies, and Which Button Do You Push to Get God to Come Out? A Humorous Devotional for Women, Intermedia Publishing, 2011. For more chuckles, keep checking  her weekly blog on]

About Jo Russell

Jo’s humor, inspirational stories, articles and devotionals have spanned more than 40 years, with several national writing contest awards for humor. She's a contributing author in Chicken Soup for the Soul—Shaping the New You and Heavenly Humor for the Dieter’s Soul.

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